Mmmm, I feel playing in my groins...damn, she's good...taking Bounty, and putting it in my basket...turning around...I can feel her eyes on my butt as...I walk away...I think I'll get another bottle of vine...Damn, I like this fullness in my pants while walking...Oh there's my friend Mat, "Hey dude, are we still on for tomorrow"...chit-chat...we were kinda in the middle of the aisle, and at some point, I felt that sweet unforgettable touch of boobs on my back and gentle "Excuse me..." while she. "Done!" I call out to Emma.She almost breaks down the door getting into my room."Oh!" she gasps, "You have boobs!"She immediately grasps them and squeezes. I can't feel anything, it'sjust the padding."A black push-up bra?" she teases. "You slut!"She looks me over for a second."The boxers gotta go," she says matter-of-factly.She grabs the cuffs of the boxers and yanks them down quickly. My handinstantly go to the skirt to keep it from flipping upwards and showing mydick. My hands stay there to. ’Is it because of me?’ she looked at me ’Did I do this to you?’ I nodded and looked at her. ‘I’m sorry’ I whispered.She sat back on her heels, hands on hips, and I glanced down at her nipples visibly hard beneath her t-shirt. She saw exactly where I was looking and promptly slapped my face. ’You are a dirty little boy!’ My mind reeled, sensations colliding. She stood up. ’ok. little dirty boy. I can take it away, yes, but you must promise not tell anyone.’She was already locking the bathroom. My penis stirred. I remembered sucking her breast, the feel of her in my mouth, the texture of her areola. Pressed against her ass, my cock thickened.With a groan, Rory removed my hand and rolled out of bed. She headed to the hall bathroom. I rolled onto my back and closed my eyes, mildly aroused and enjoying being in her bed. The toilet flushed. Water splashed into a sink. Silence. Rory didn’t return.I tried to talk myself into moving, into getting up, dressing and making breakfast, and.